Lawrence J. Krips

Lawrence J. Krips moved to the shores of Rhode Island after spending almost thirty-five years in and around New York City. Larry has publicly read his works in both New York City and throughout Rhode Island. Larry’s musical group, "Mouthpeace" combines music with his poetry and has given several concerts.

He is also involved in Thunder and the Bird, his work accompanied by Stephanie Marisca playing the gongs. His book, A Soul's Way . . . Soulspeak, is available on CD. You may contact Larry at This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.

► Larry's books & selected poems are available below.

Origami Micro-Chapbook	Selected Poem(s)
A Photograph
Nominated by the OPP for a Pushcart Award	Yahrzeit Nineteen years ago this night I viewed your body contorted by death into a form unlike any assumed during life. In that hospital basement you did not care about such worldly matters. The aide who accompanied me kept apologizing for his presence. I understood the legality, while resenting restrictions on my only wish – just to embrace you, an intimacy refused me in your life. Would I have said something different, something more meaningful, out of ear shot? Don’t know. Don’t remember what I did say to your rigid coldness that night. In that subterranean sanctuary, while my wife and children, your grandchildren, patiently waited in the lobby above, my once generous provider, lay delicate and vulnerable and open, attitudes you did not envision in life. These years later, divorced, children grown, I sit before a fireplace in New England woods Yahrzeit candle glowing on the mantlepiece. I go out to get more wood, put it on the fire and look up to see the flame extinguished. · Lawrence J. Krips © 2012
John Lennon and I at the Charlestown Breachway
	Opening Lines As I listen to John Lennon as I watch orange pry the clouds apart just above the dunes. As the turquoise waters watch with me “And we all shine on like the moon and the stars and the sun.” · Lawrence J. Krips © 2011
Haikus and Senryus
	Three Selections ONE BRIEF LIFE Compressed into one brief life is humanity’s entire history. • IN BLACK TURTLE COVE Blue Footed Boobies, hundreds fishing in a cove. Black water turns white • TRUE ART Shaping this one life is the particular art of present intent. • Lawrence J. Krips © 2011